Scars cut deep, but the mental scars always cut deeper than the physical ones.
We are our own worse enemies...
(This is a single chapter, no jumping around between different perspectives.)
Chapter 6.
Facing the Nightmare.
"They've promised that dreams come true…but they forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams too."
Oscar Wilde
He'd had enough...watching this scene...watching a boy get murdered over and over and over again.
Springtrap hated it...so he had decided to end it...right now.
He walked through the backstage area, behind the stage curtain where Goldie was performing again for the children.
"Now where is it, I know it's around here somewhere?" Springtrap wondered.
Finally, he found what he was looking for, the fire axe which hung on the wall at the very back of the diner.
It was only meant to be used in fire emergencies, but because there had been no fires at the diner, it just hung there, covered in cobwebs and dust.
Springtrap pulled it off, blowing the cobwebs away.
"Time to kill that child killing mother fucker!" He thought.
He headed back to the backstage, standing just behind the curtains, he pulled them slightly apart and watched, waiting for the scene to repeat.
It did, as the black car pulled up once more outside the diner.
Upon seeing it, Springtrap dashed out from his hiding place and raced towards the diner's front door.
Ignoring all the shocked gasps and shouts of the children and even that of Goldie's, Springtrap slammed the fire axe against the door's wooden and glass frame.
It's glass windows shattered upon the axe's impact, as the door fell off its hinges.
The Purple Guy had just pulled his knife out, when Springtrap bursted through the wreckage.
Springtrap proceeded to grab the boy and pulled him behind him, the Purple Guy just looked shocked and bewildered at what was happening.
"YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE, YOU HEAR!" Springtrap snarled, brandishing his axe, with his eyes narrowed, giving his opponent a death stare.
The Purple Guy said nothing, as he attempted to slash Springtrap with his knife, aiming to rip his chest wide open.
Springtrap merely sided stepped him, bringing the axe up and then bringing it down on the Purple Guy's head.
He shrieked momentally, before falling down to the ground dead.
There...it was done.
Well it wasn't as Springtrap unleashed all of his anger, by striking repeated blows into the dead Purple Guy's body.
"THIS. IS. FOR. WRECKING. MY. LIFE. YOU. FUCKING. SON. OF. A. BITCH!" He shouted, spraying blood everywhere.
He paused to look back at the child, who was shaking, gripping his head with pure shock.
"Sorry you had to see that...are you ok?" He asked.
The boy merely nodded, his eyes fixated on the dead body.
"Wait...why are the skies turning a stormy purple?" Springtrap wondered, looking up.
Before the realisation could hit him like a lighting blot, the boy let out a scream.
"HE'S NOT DEAD!"
Springtrap was punched in the chest, knocking him backwards onto the ground, as the fire axe was torn out of his hands.
The Purple Guy, laughing stood up, as blood proceed to gush out the wounds created by Springtrap's axe.
Springtrap and the child looked on in shock and horror, as the Purple Guy started to transform.
His clothes changed to match that of Springtrap's, his voice becoming a mix between Springtrap's and his own and his skin...his body changed shape to become the mirror image of him.
Finally his eyes glowed a bright purple, completing the change in which the purple man was now the Springtrap that existed in Fazbear's Fright with all the traits of something utterly demonic.
Then Springtrap realized, whose's skull it was inside the other Spring-trap's mouth.
"No, no, it can't be!" He mentally screamed.
"I'm back...I will always...come back," the other Springtrap replied his voice echoed with age, as his eyes glowed an intense purple, whilst holding the fire axe in his hands.
The boy turned and ran away from the scene, towards the open gates of Fazbear Fright, which had suddenly replaced Fredbear's Diner.
"COME TO SPRING BONNIE BOY, DON'T WORRY I'M NOT GONNA HURT YOU, I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" The other Springtrap shouted, running off after the boy.
"NO!" Springtrap screamed, getting up and chasing after his other self.
The boy ran through the gates, his feet hammering the ground, as the other Springtrap close in behind him.
Then the child tripped and fell, he only just turned round to see other Springtrap standing over him, smiling.
"Sweet dreams kid," he hissed, raising the fire axe high.
"MUMMY!" the child screamed, putting his hands up to protect himself.
Then the real Springtrap jumped on the other Springtrap's back, knocking him to the ground, making him drop the fire axe, which landed on the ground nearby.
"YOU WILL NEVER HURT HIM OR ANYONE ELSE AGAIN!" Springtrap shouted, repeatedly punching his other self in face, making sure that each blow was more agonising than the last.
But his other self, just kicked him off, like he was just a child's toy.
"Your old Springtrap, I'm the newer version, I'm kid friendly and stronger." the other Springtrap exclaimed, standing up.
He grabbed Springtrap by the neck, pulling him up, so they were eye to eye.
"I am the future Springtrap, step aside for your betters," he said, smiling.
"Everyone and everything has it's time," Springtrap replied.
The other Springtrap just shrugged and rolled his eyes.
"Yours is ending," he laughed, before smacking Springtrap to the ground with his fist.
His eyes searched for the boy, upon spotting that he was near the theme park's roller-coaster ride, the other Springtrap took off, picking up the fire axe as he ran.
Springtrap dazed, lifted up his head, to see the boy frozen in fear, as the other Springtrap approached him, holding the fire axe.
"I can't let him win!" He mentally screeched.
Springtrap picked himself up and ran as fast as he could towards the roller coaster.
"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" the child screamed, it sat down and wrapped its hands around it's knees as the other Springtrap approached.
"Don't worry kid, before I do that, let's go for a ride, shall we," the other Springtrap said smiling.
He grabbed the child by the arm and pushed him into the coaster vehicle.
The child was shaking with fear, as the other Springtrap chained him to the seat, before pressing down on the go button, making the coaster vehicle move slowly forward up the ramp.
"This'll be spectacular," the other Springtrap stated, watching the child react nervously as the roll coaster vehicle built up speed, as it headed for the top of the ramp.
Springtrap reached the roller coaster just as the vehicle containing the child and his other self reached the halfway point.
Seeing another vehicle stationary, Springtrap hopped into it, pressing the go button making it move forward.
"Come on, come on," he moaned, frustrated at the vehicle's slow speed.
As his vehicle headed up the ramp, his other self looked back.
"Too late Springtrap, the child's mine for the taking," he sneered, gripping the child by the shoulder, who jumped at his touch.
When Springtrap's vehicle was halfway up the ramp, the vehicle holding the child and other Springtrap had reached the top.
"GET READY FOR YOUR INSTINCTS TO KICK IN!" The other Springtrap yelled, gripping the safety barrier with one hand, while holding onto the child's arm with the other.
The child screamed as the roller coaster rocked down the track, sparks went flying as metal scraped against metal.
By this point Springtrap's vehicle had finally reached the top, it whooshed the down the track, following the other vehicle.
Springtrap knew that he couldn't catch them, his weight alone wasn't enough to accelerate his vehicle down the track in order to catch up with other one.
He looked back to see if he could find anything in the back of the vehicle.
Luckily he did, as on one of the back seats there was a pile of ropes.
Springtrap looked around him, the whole ride was overlooked by makeshift platforms which was used by workers to lower themselves onto the track to perform repairs if need be.
He looked ahead at the course of the track, seeing how it was laid out.
Now he knew what he needed to do.
First, he tied a knot in one rope to create a loop which he threw out in the direction of one of the platforms.
It successfully latched onto one of it's sturdy support beams.
Taking another piece of rope with him, Springtrap then jumped and swung himself towards it.
He crashed into its side and proceeded to climb up to the top of the platform. Leaving his first rope behind, he then proceeded to jump from one platform to the next. The main idea was that the platforms bypassed most of the track, going across it's centre, therefore Springtrap would be able to overtake his other self, before his vehicle would reach the end.
Speaking of which...
The other Springtrap, was enjoying listening to the child's terrified shrieks of terror as the track twisted around sharp corners and underwent sudden drops. He looked back to see how close Springtrap was...except Spring-trap wasn't in his vehicle.
"What the, where is he?" He asked, looking round to find Springtrap.
"WHERE DID THAT BASTARD GO!" The other Springtrap yelled, twisting his head round.
Upon reaching the required platform which overlooked part of the track, Springtrap readied himself, he tied his other rope around one of platform's supporting beams.
He needed to get this right first time, he only had one shot.
Briefly looking ahead, Springtrap saw what lay at the end of the track.
A mass of spikes, all pointing towards any potential vehicle which came their way.
Springtrap looked back, watching his other self's vehicle make it's way through the ride.
He noticed that the child was chained to the safety bar, while his other self wasn't. Turning to look back at the mass of spikes at the end of the ride, Springtrap could only conclude that his other self would jump off as the vehicle slammed into the array of spikes, the child however would met a very painful end.
"I'll make sure that it's him, who ends on those spikes," Springtrap thought.
The sounds of ratting metal, brought him back to reality.
As the vehicle neared, Springtrap grabbed his second rope and jumped.
The other Springtrap had no time to react, as he turned round to see Springtrap fly into him, knocking him out of the vehicle and onto the track.
Springtrap maintained his balance and as well as his grip on the rope, before turning to face the child.
"HELP ME!" He screamed, his eyes fixated on the array of spikes which awaited him at the end.
Springtrap broke the child's chains, grabbed him and jumped off the vehicle, just as it slammed into the mass of pikes, quickly followed by the other vehicle which caused a massive fiery explosion. Twisted metal bounced onto the track, as flames started to consume it, catching several platforms, setting them alight. They quickly crumbled as their support beams buckled and gave away under the intense heat.
Springtrap smacked into the side of the platform he had just used, by using his rope, he was able to pull himself and the boy up.
"Are you ok?" He asked, pulling the child to his feet.
The boy nodded, burying his head into Springtrap's chest as he hugged him.
Down below, the other Springtrap had recovered after being thrown onto the track.
Groaning as his body ached, he looked around, fire and smoke was all he could see, numerous supporting platforms collapsed into burning rubble, as the fire spread across the entire ride.
The other Springtrap then saw the fire axe, lying on the track unscathed.
He rushed over and grabbed it, looking up he saw Springtrap and the child on top of the one of the makeshift platforms.
"I'll make you suffer for destroying my masterpiece," he growled, walking over to it's base .
He started to climb, as the fire surrounded the platform from all sides.
"It'll be ok kid, just think of home," said Springtrap, holding the child tightly.
Then he heard intense breathing, Springtrap turned round and looked down to see the other Springtrap climbing up towards him, with the fire axe.
He pushed the child behind him for protection, as the other Springtrap reached the top, with the fire behind him, he looked like a real monster, a real living nightmare...
"I see your still alive," Springtrap stated with narrowed eyes.
"Likewise," the other Springtrap replied, smiling, standing up straight, as the fire started to consume the bottom of the platform.
"Do you have any last words to say, before I split your head in two and toss that little brat into the fire?" The other Springtrap asked in a smug tone, brandishing the fire axe in his hands.
"Yes I do and listen carefully, these may properly be the last words you'll ever hear," Springtrap replied, his tone was calm, yet wary.
The other Springtrap chuckled, as the wood beneath them creaked amidst the rising flames.
"Go on, 'Spring Bonnie'...I'm waiting," he sneered, his eyes seemed to glow a more bright purple than before.
The flames however, appeared to reflect in Springtrap's eyes.
With a stern tone, Springtrap muttered his words.
"I hope you die in a fire."
The other Springtrap looked confused, his purple eyes widen in uncertainty.
But he didn't get to say anything, as the wooden floor beneath him collapsed.
Everything appeared to happen in slow motion, as the other Springtrap fell backwards with the fire axe still in his hands.
He dropped it and try to grab Springtrap, but couldn't.
Springtrap just watched as his other self, screaming as he fell, disappeared into the ravenous flames.
The look of complete terror on his face was one Springtrap wouldn't never forgot for as long as he lived.
"I'll never be you, never," he thought.
He heard his other self's screams of agony as the flames roared.
The child had his ears covered, he didn't want to hear anything.
"Spring Bonnie, are we going to...die?" He asked, tears streamed down his face.
Springtrap hugged him, holding him tight, as the flames licked the wood around them.
"Think of home, think of your family," Springtrap whispered, amidst the sounds of the platform's support beams giving away.
"I wish I had a family, a real one," he thought.
Then he heard the child cry something.
"BALLOONS, LOOK SPRING BONNIE, BALLOONS, A WHOLE PACK OF THEM!" The child shouted, pointing upwards.
Springtrap looked up, to see as the child said, a bunch of balloons floating in the air above them.
"Won't they burst due to the flames?" He mentally asked.
The child jumped up and grabbed several and to Springtrap's complete surprise, he floated upwards, getting higher and higher.
"GRAB THE BALLOONS SPRING BONNIE, GRAB THE BALLOONS!" He child shouted pointing to the others, which floated just above Springtrap's head.
He grabbed them, only to find himself rising upwards, he watched as the platform beneath him collapsed, falling into the fire.
His other self was nowhere to be seen.
"FLY SPRING BONNIE, LET'S FLY!" the child exclaimed as the balloons carried them away from the roller coaster ride, which was quickly turning into a mass of twisted melted metal and burnt wood.
"Just like balloons, I soar on my own, free from the truth that only I and Goldie will know," Springtrap thought, his words wouldn't make sense to any outsider, but he knew what he meant.
Then he found himself being lowered to ground in the centre of Fazbear's Fright.
He waited until his feet was on the ground, before letting go of the balloons which remained stationary, floating but not moving.
The child landed beside him, smiling.
"HURRAY SPRING BONNIE SAVED HIM!" A voice cried out.
Springtrap turned to see several children run out from nowhere and approach him.
Upon closer inspection, he could see that each child was unique in their appearance.
The one he saved, was still a boy, but was now dressed in overall black, save for his face which was white in colour with two purple lines running down from his eyes. His hair was black and his eyes also appeared to be black save for two white dots in their centre. A second child, another boy had brown hair and blue eyes, the third one, a girl had purplish hair and red eyes, the fourth, yet another little girl, possessed yellow hair and bright green eyes and finally, the fifth, a boy with reddish hair and hazel brown eyes.
"Strange looking children," Springtrap thought, taking a deep good look them individually.
The others were no different.
One, a boy had brown hair and green eyes, the second learly being a girl wore light blue hair and green eyes, the third another girl had yellowish hair and blue eyes, while the fourth, another boy held yellowish eyes, but whitish hair.
But remaining two stood out the most, the first one, a girl wore a reddish blue hat and had blue eyes.
"Hi," she said smiling sweetly.
And finally, the second, being a young boy had golden hair and dark red eyes...strangely enough, he rather reminded Springtrap of Goldie.
"You saved us, thank you," said one child hugging him, the others followed suit.
Soon Springtrap was surrounded by all eleven children.
"Now it's time to wake up and save your friends and Goldie," said one, a boy, grabbing hold of a balloon, he smiled at its bright colour.
"Friends, Goldie?" Springtrap asked, looking confused.
"Save him, save them, for the Purple Man has come a knocking," said another child, now a girl, floating up in the sky, whilst holding into her balloon.
"Yes, save them all, save him from the Purple Man," said another boy, taking hold of his balloon.
"Whose they, I know about Goldie, but who are the others?" Springtrap asked, looking around for answers, as all eleven children proceeded to float up into the sky with their balloons.
"Think of home, think of your family Spring Bonnie," said the boy like Puppet, who Springtrap had saved.
"WHOSE THEY?" Springtrap asked.
"Save him, save them Spring Bonnie," the children collectively cried, disappearing into the distance.
"WAIT, WHY MUST I SAVE THEM, WHO ARE THEY?" Springtrap shouted, cupping his mouth with his hands.
"HE'S COME BACK, HE ALWAYS COMES BACK AND HE'S NOT ALONE THIS TIME, YOU MUST SAVE YOUR FAMILY" the children shouted, as they soared above the clouds.
"But who is my family?" Springtrap asked, but they didn't answer him.
"You'll know them when you see them, they just need you to wake up, you've been asleep for a very long time," said the child-like voices in his head.
"But how do I wake up...I thought I was awake," Springtrap stated.
As if the entire world was answering his question, a sudden wave of dizziness passed through him, as his whole surroundings started to spin, getting faster and faster.
"Wake, up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up," the child-like voices chanted in his head.
Springtrap staggered and fell forward, as the world around him spun faster and faster.
"The Springtrap has risen, but he is not alone, the Springtrap has risen, but he is not alone, the Springtrap has risen, but he is not alone, the Springtrap has risen, but this time he is not alone," the voices sang in his head.
That was the last thing, Springtrap heard before blacking out completely.
"I...have...risen," he whispered, before drifting off into a deep sleep.
Unknown to him, the world had changed so much since he was last awake…
You can all suspect what is about to happen next, until tomorrow that is...
Also the ghost children speak in Italic as well, again it is with the intention of not getting characters mixed up with having the same dialogue.
Thanks for viewing. ;-)